Dear Klaus Schwab (The Road of No Hollow) (feat. Michael Gildner)

I went out to walk the gardens green
With nigh an intention to fear society
But the party had a different plan in mind for me, telling me
Beware the witches, the ghosts, the ghouls
Their poison spray may kill you in a moment's time
Hide your families and bury yourselves alive

So propaganda load
Parade the show
Take control and see where all of our minds will go
But know greed rides alone
Down The Road of No Hollow

Now promenade with caution over your sheet of melting ice
And enjoy pretending regulation will suffice
To stop your sinking vessel from kissing the ocean floor
'Cause after all we human, we'll seek something more
So feed the lore

And propaganda load
Parade the show
Take control and see where all of our minds will go
Hand out the fear in ways
Our bleating brains
Couldn't comprehend in our brightest days

No
Call a doctor, a shrink, a mental paramedic

Oh Healer just tell me one thing
How will the gods keep us alive and off
Our brothers' throats when
If we surrender we survive
And live a lie?

So propaganda load
Parade the show
Take control and see where all of our minds will go
Hand out the fear in ways
Our bleating brains couldn't
Comprehend in our brightest days

We're gone
Drag us along
Are we gone?
Are we gone?
A shiny display, technology may ferry us into our wildest days but know
Greed rides alone
Down The Road of No Hollow